The reviews on Nazi Moon I posted, prompted me to look at the reviews on The Face on Mars. Once I have finished a book, I tend to forget about it, which explains why I suck at marketing myself to any degree, so you can consider this my generic attempt at seeing if posting this makes any difference to the number of books bought. I doubt it, but I certainly can’t be accused of trying too hard, so we’ll see. I picked three reviews on it.
by Andrew Harrison
I’ve had this book in my wish list for a while. Now I have finished reading it, I wish I bought it earlier. Although the bulk of the work is over twenty years old, nevertheless it stands the test of time, the more recent updates only improve the original hypothesis. The bibliography is also most useful for those interested in ‘alternative’ themes, I’ve read a good deal of what’s referenced, but would have found it sooner and had a better ability to integrate the materials if I had read this first, really it’s that good. If you are just starting to look for answers you can’t find in the standard narrative or are steeped in these subjects then this work will appeal to you. Seriously don’t let this sit in your wish list for years, buy it read it. Either it will alter your view of reality forever or simply help integrate the research you have done so far. So conspiracy a grand theory unified? Well there’s still plenty to learn but this is very good start!
The next one is by an anonymous Amazon confirmed buyer.
Giuseppe’s approach to presenting an idea is very interesting because he appears to appreciate the fractal and interconnected nature of all things. Whatever the subject is that has grabbed his attention you will find that he attacks it from all angles whilst also taking steps to thoroughly address possible objections.
Applying this to the anomalous photograph of a face on Mars, he takes you through an explanation of planetary mechanics, military aerial surveying technologies, propulsion technologies, tales from ancient cultures, and much more to offer an explanation to something that otherwise defies explanation.
Even if you disagree with his conclusions you will gain from reading this book as it is both intellectually stimulating and intellectually rewarding.
And the third one by Cooper Chauvin, who I recognise the name of from other reviews, this gentleman has pretty much bought every book I wrote, and he has emailed me to thank me for the impact my books have had on his life, so he is clearly biased, although I do not know him personally. In other words, he obviously has excellent taste is what I’m trying to say!
The Face on Mars is one of the best books I have ever read. With the utmost disernment, Filotto brings you through a vast and complex theory that obligates you to rethink your idea of the world around you (and that’s putting it lightly). It’s long and extensivly reaserched, but it’s an awesome book so that worked out great! By the end, it’s hard not to be convinced. I highly recomend this book. The original version (1996) still holds up today, “against all odds”. I will definetly read it again!
Just a quick poll, since I discovered that releasing NAZI MOON on the 12.12.23 will not in fact let anyone pre-order it, as it is a physical book only, no ebook available for the near future.
So do you prefer:
Do you want NAZI MOON to be available on Amazon earlier than 12.12.23
Since my Overlords of Mars series was abruptly interrupted after book 2 some 10 years ago, I finally have got down to finishing book 3 (it’s basically done, I just need a few days or a week or so to edit it and clean up a few things, I thought it might be fun to put up on the blog a few of the more autistic parts of the universe I created with that series.
So, over the next few days you should see aa dedicated link appear on the left sidebar, that will lead to more information that you probably want to know about the military structures on Mars, Luna and the insignia they wear and the size of the spaceships and on and on and on, as time permits.
Some of you know that Umberto Eco walked a certain measured distance for his Name of the Rose, to see whether a dialogue he had in it would fit in the time it took to walk it. And some people are impressed by this.
Personally I find it absolutely normal. And I guarantee you that however much stuff I manage to throw up on my dedicated and nested linked pages in due course, it will always be just a fraction of the notes and plot-lines, and people and things I have kept track of.
So… the science fiction autists among you may yet rejoice soon. And the book will be out before Christmas too (unless I get abducted by Aliens).
It will come out first in a huge Omnibus edition that contains all three books. The third book as a separate work will be out later and I am not sure if that will make it before the Christams deadline.
Anyway… if you are into science fiction, esoteric technology (that exists), very effective martial arts (that exist) intrigue, Nazi conspiracies, and shady aliens, as well as the general impression that we live on a kind of prison planet, yet, are looking for hopeful and old-style storylines that inspire, amaze, surprise and get you emotionally involved, well… I have really only had good reviews so far, so you may want to think about saving up for the big one. The first book in the series is $2.99 for kindle, just so you get almost 200 pages to judge wether you want to read the next instalments or not.
The second book is a lot more cinematic that the first, and the third one is a bit of a mix between the first and second book, as some concepts and plot lines needed advancing, but there remains a lot of action too.
It is rather interesting to me that my book The Face on Mars, which I wrote in 1995, and later updated in 2014, remains the only work that really explains what happened on Mars and how. And even, tentatively but rather convincingly, explains who did it.
Graham Hancock plagiarised the main idea in his own book on Mars, which you can see as he adds my book without too many details in the Bibliography, because he had called me and asked me for a copy, which I had sent him, not really knowing who he was at the time in 1996 or so.
When I met him in Cape Town some time later when he came to talk about the supposed Japanese subacquean pyramids I went up to him and told him that when he takes other people’s work as his own, he should instead give credit. He immediately apologised stating that he had ghost writers do his book so he wasn’t really responsible, and add that I had done an outstanding job.
My brother was after me for years to sue him. I know how such legal battles go and had no interest in suing the journalist with a wanker’s name. After all, whatever happened, and whoever got the credit, I –and he– both knew who had figured things out.
Of course, he made a lot of money from his books and I have not, and that’s unfortunate for me, but I have never been very good at marketing myself. In fact I am terrible at it.
That all said, even after the update in 2014, it is still interesting to note that all the new information that comes out only confirms more and more my theories concerning Mars.
John Brandenburg, the notes scientist who also investigate Mars, more recently explained that the level of xenon 129 found on Mars can only be the result of what he hypothesises as being two massive nuclear explosions on the order of 50,000 times the one of Hiroshima.
This however, in my opinion, is not correct, and in fact, I had already explained in my book what the outcome of the war for which I point out all the evidence for, must have included nuclear missiles as a defence system. It was not two large explosions of some super nuke that left all the xenon 129 on Mars. It was the hundreds or thousands of missiles they fired to try and save themselves from the asteroids being flung at them from space by use of antigravity capable spaceships.
The Face on Mars is non fiction, but the Overlords of Mars Series is Fiction… sort of, because even in those fiction stories there is more science and more facts than you will find in the average peer reviewed paper.
And if you wanted the video presentation, which I really enjoyed making, you can see it on Kurgan TV in the Face on Mars Series.
And there are researchers on YouTube now that point out weird anomalies on Mars images that seem to keep falling through the net of now admitted “artists” that NASA employs to cover up, put fake colouring filters and various other doctoring, including cutting and pasting, cloning, and simply auto-covering up non-fractal images with an automated system. Which they need to do in areas of Cydonia that are literally scattered with objects that are clearly not natural. Ancient ruins that still look too much like ruins. There are locations on Mars that look more artificial than some old abandoned settlements on Earth now.
The thing is that I think The Face on Mars remains as possibly the only reference work that really covers not just what happened, but also the people involved and which of these counted most in showing us the truth.
I cannot deny, that, regardless of my lack of fame, glory or (more importantly) riches, I remain really quite happy with knowing I have recorded this information for posterity and at least a few have and will continue to find it.
You can see the images related to the book here on this blog at this image gallery.
Enjoy learning that whatever our real history is, it is far, far, more interesting than anyone you ever had as a history teacher ever even hinted at in your wildest dreams.
And for those who are reading-challenged, there are some summarised videos I did to debate Sci-Man Dan, who, in fairness, I think I crushed, considering the medium anyway, the book obviously always will have more details and evidence than you can mention in a video.
As anyone who is not functionally brain dead by now knows, the genetic serums passed off as “vaccines” by the depopulationists contained graphene. And once you see what can be done with graphene, it was sort of obvious to me that at least in part, this was a way to get millions of test cases on which to experiment with all sorts of control technology. Technology that can hack your brain, and your DNA (this was published in March 2019).
In fact I variously referred to the people who injected themselves with the serum as being equivalent to the human shields in the old PC game called Syndicate. In Syndicate, where you controlled up to four Cyborgs, you could eventually develop technology that produces a kind of mind-control tool that “zaps” normal citizens to follow your cyborg around, a useful thing to have, because the enemy cyborgs would now have to mow down layers of human shields before their mini-gun bullets hit your cyborg.
5G Connectivity – The mutant does not need a smartphone to receive news, entertainment and games. It’s beamed directly into his head. His level of control over this is to be referee determined. Drone Mutation – At certain times the mutant gets directed by a drone operator. The mutant will have no memory of what he did or for how long this took place unless he happens to have noted the time shortly before activation and checks it again after he is released from duty.
Now, don’t get me wrong, I don’t believe they are there yet in terms of detailed mass control down to individuals thanks to the genetic serums. I think they are still working on that, but controlling crowds by directed microwaves is certainly already here and has been for decades. See Operation Crimson Mist in Rwanda. Oh, and by the way, the guy who wrote that was killed off. He had also exposed the utter bullshit story concerning who the perpetrator of the Port Alfred Massacre was. Bryant was a mentally handicapped guy framed for it, who was supposed to die in a fire. Instead he survived the fire. He “confessed” after being strapped to a chair and being “interrogated” for 3 days with 3rd degree burns.
The stuff Joe Vialls wrote about I was familiar with myself from other avenues, so none of this is news to me. I have mostly been aware of all these technologies since the early to mid 1990s. This graphene latest round is the next step in the Satanic Pedophile Club’s wish to control the world at all cost, and more importantly, make every single human in it a literal slave to them.
Does it sound insane? Sure. Is it? Sure, it is. They are in fact insane, which from the Latin, mean the opposite of healthy. They are a bunch of evil, corrupt, moral degenerate pedophiles, so, sure, they are far from well-balanced.
Oh, wait… you mean the ideas presented above, along with all the facts that back them up if you can still do any logic or objective thinking? You mean people like me and Joe Vialls sound insane? Yeah… well, see, after more than 30 years being right every single fucking time when I come up with the latest “conspiracy theory”, which the rest of the world then quietly assumes as fact approximately 20-25 years later, I really don’t care what anyone stupid thinks. I really don’t. I never really have, but I used to think maybe a few could be saved. The last 3 years have mostly disabused me of that notion. You go right ahead and take your booster shots. Take all the ones that they had set aside for me too. You can never be too safe.
The reality is that I am right about Mars. I am right about the antigravity machines, and I am right about the evil pedophiles that run most of the planet. I also happen to be right about Catholicism, about martial arts and a bunch of other stuff. But I am not telling you this to be glorified as some genius, smartboi(tm). Nope, believe it or not, you (more than likely) half-wit, I am telling you because some hopelessly hopeful spark within me, keeps thinking that maybe, just maybe, one of you stupid monkeys might just not inject your own child with some genetic serum and maybe that kid will grow up and find a way to be free. Free of all the human stupidity and human cowardice and weakness that surrounds us.
Most reading this will shrug and do nothing and change nothing. Some will say I sound “angry” or “bitter”. Neither is true. At most I am slightly saddened at having to be on this planet with so many idiots. I mean, there are so many cool things I could be doing with just a small-ish antigravity ship and a few gauss rifles. So much space to explore. So many alien things to observe and study. And even here on this planet, if we were not constantly hamstrung by a small tribe of psychotic child-rapists, we could make this place so cool to live on.
And even if it were wild and brutal, but natural, still, that would be light-years ahead of where we are now. I genuinely would prefer to live on a planet like the Xenozoic Era comic books, where humanity is holding on by the skin of their teeth and dinosaurs and all sorts of deadly things hide in the jungles all around us.
Do you still doubt that they are out to get you? To destroy the very concept of family, which they already largely have? To destroy you and your loved ones specifically and particularly. That voting isn’t going to fix any of it? Do you really doubt these things? Or are you just to scared to face them?
And the usual refrain: Oh, but what can I do? I am just one person.
Listen up.
Nothing, in the entire history of humanity, was ever fixed, improved or made better by a committee. It always, always, always, all, changes because of one guy. Just one. He may lead others, he may get help, others may even propel him forward, but it always starts with just one guy.
I know I am doing precisely that. I am literally doing everything I do, from when I wake to when I fall asleep to try and ensure, in every way possible, that my children grow up knowing the basic utterly fundamental true things about life.
Objective reality exists.
Consequences for everything you do and don’t do exist.
God is love and God exists.
Life is hard and you can and will fail. Many times. Just get up again.
Never, ever, ever, compromise yourself or sell out your principles. You don’t need to let them know what they are. You can let them think you have. You can lie to liars and cheat cheaters, but keep your own code yours; and true.
Learn to navigate in this world of lies and shit. You can’t always stay clean, but stay you. Always.
Family, the one YOU create, not necessarily the one you were born in, is the most important thing. Wether you’re a man or a woman, pick a wife or a husband that is willing to die for your children.
And pick a wife or a husband that will be baptised proper Catholic if they are not already, and will die before even thinking about divorce.
Be a good father or mother and a good husband or wife.
Save your asshole parts for the rest of the world. At home, be good.
Don’t ever give your power, loyalty, or trust to another human being that does not deserve it. Know that none really deserve it. And give it sometimes anyway, but choose. You choose. Not them, to whom and when and why. And know the answer to those things: The whom, the when, and the why.
Honour matters. Even if they will all tell you and prove to you it doesn’t matter to them. Your word matters. Even if they prove to you a million times over theirs doesn’t. Learn to navigate them and their lies and dishonour, but keep your own honour and your own word. Not for them. For you.
Love like a fool and hate like a madman, but be no fool and no madman.
And in the heat and the alarm, my son, smile at death and danger in its teeth, and know God and know your father, dead or alive, near or far, will always be with you. You are never alone.
And in the heat and the alarm, my daughter, do not fear, for God is with you, and know your father is with you, dead or alive, near or far, I will always be with you. You are never alone. So stay calm, see opportunity and seize it in whatever way you can, no guilt, no doubt, no mercy, no fear, no hesitation, and escape and survive. And when one day, finally, you too, come to an end; then don’t worry, you’ll only be coming home. And I’ll be there when you do.
Do you teach your children? Do you know you would die for them in cold blood in a horrible way if need be? Do you know you’ll do whatever needs doing to see them grow free of the parasites hounding us and that have hounded us since we were born? Do you know you should and will and must have children and change this world? If your answer to any of these is no, or I am not sure, then, you, do not know God.
Not at all.
And what’s worse, you also don’t even know yourself.
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In case you had any doubts still… Why Graphene.
As anyone who is not functionally brain dead by now knows, the genetic serums passed off as “vaccines” by the depopulationists contained graphene. And once you see what can be done with graphene, it was sort of obvious to me that at least in part, this was a way to get millions of test cases on which to experiment with all sorts of control technology. Technology that can hack your brain, and your DNA (this was published in March 2019).
In fact I variously referred to the people who injected themselves with the serum as being equivalent to the human shields in the old PC game called Syndicate. In Syndicate, where you controlled up to four Cyborgs, you could eventually develop technology that produces a kind of mind-control tool that “zaps” normal citizens to follow your cyborg around, a useful thing to have, because the enemy cyborgs would now have to mow down layers of human shields before their mini-gun bullets hit your cyborg.
In my own RPG Game, Surviving the Current Zombie Apocalypse, one of the Mutant abilities those who took the serums can have is described as follows:
5G Connectivity – The mutant does not need a smartphone to receive news, entertainment and games. It’s beamed directly into his head. His level of control over this is to be referee determined. Drone Mutation – At certain times the mutant gets directed by a drone operator. The mutant will have no memory of what he did or for how long this took place unless he happens to have noted the time shortly before activation and checks it again after he is released from duty.
Now, don’t get me wrong, I don’t believe they are there yet in terms of detailed mass control down to individuals thanks to the genetic serums. I think they are still working on that, but controlling crowds by directed microwaves is certainly already here and has been for decades. See Operation Crimson Mist in Rwanda. Oh, and by the way, the guy who wrote that was killed off. He had also exposed the utter bullshit story concerning who the perpetrator of the Port Alfred Massacre was. Bryant was a mentally handicapped guy framed for it, who was supposed to die in a fire. Instead he survived the fire. He “confessed” after being strapped to a chair and being “interrogated” for 3 days with 3rd degree burns.
The stuff Joe Vialls wrote about I was familiar with myself from other avenues, so none of this is news to me. I have mostly been aware of all these technologies since the early to mid 1990s. This graphene latest round is the next step in the Satanic Pedophile Club’s wish to control the world at all cost, and more importantly, make every single human in it a literal slave to them.
Does it sound insane? Sure. Is it? Sure, it is. They are in fact insane, which from the Latin, mean the opposite of healthy. They are a bunch of evil, corrupt, moral degenerate pedophiles, so, sure, they are far from well-balanced.
Oh, wait… you mean the ideas presented above, along with all the facts that back them up if you can still do any logic or objective thinking? You mean people like me and Joe Vialls sound insane? Yeah… well, see, after more than 30 years being right every single fucking time when I come up with the latest “conspiracy theory”, which the rest of the world then quietly assumes as fact approximately 20-25 years later, I really don’t care what anyone stupid thinks. I really don’t. I never really have, but I used to think maybe a few could be saved. The last 3 years have mostly disabused me of that notion. You go right ahead and take your booster shots. Take all the ones that they had set aside for me too. You can never be too safe.
The reality is that I am right about Mars. I am right about the antigravity machines, and I am right about the evil pedophiles that run most of the planet. I also happen to be right about Catholicism, about martial arts and a bunch of other stuff. But I am not telling you this to be glorified as some genius, smartboi(tm). Nope, believe it or not, you (more than likely) half-wit, I am telling you because some hopelessly hopeful spark within me, keeps thinking that maybe, just maybe, one of you stupid monkeys might just not inject your own child with some genetic serum and maybe that kid will grow up and find a way to be free. Free of all the human stupidity and human cowardice and weakness that surrounds us.
Most reading this will shrug and do nothing and change nothing. Some will say I sound “angry” or “bitter”. Neither is true. At most I am slightly saddened at having to be on this planet with so many idiots. I mean, there are so many cool things I could be doing with just a small-ish antigravity ship and a few gauss rifles. So much space to explore. So many alien things to observe and study. And even here on this planet, if we were not constantly hamstrung by a small tribe of psychotic child-rapists, we could make this place so cool to live on.
And even if it were wild and brutal, but natural, still, that would be light-years ahead of where we are now. I genuinely would prefer to live on a planet like the Xenozoic Era comic books, where humanity is holding on by the skin of their teeth and dinosaurs and all sorts of deadly things hide in the jungles all around us.
Do you still doubt that they are out to get you? To destroy the very concept of family, which they already largely have? To destroy you and your loved ones specifically and particularly. That voting isn’t going to fix any of it? Do you really doubt these things? Or are you just to scared to face them?
And the usual refrain: Oh, but what can I do? I am just one person.
Listen up.
Nothing, in the entire history of humanity, was ever fixed, improved or made better by a committee. It always, always, always, all, changes because of one guy. Just one. He may lead others, he may get help, others may even propel him forward, but it always starts with just one guy.
I know I am doing precisely that. I am literally doing everything I do, from when I wake to when I fall asleep to try and ensure, in every way possible, that my children grow up knowing the basic utterly fundamental true things about life.
Objective reality exists.
Consequences for everything you do and don’t do exist.
God is love and God exists.
Life is hard and you can and will fail. Many times. Just get up again.
Never, ever, ever, compromise yourself or sell out your principles. You don’t need to let them know what they are. You can let them think you have. You can lie to liars and cheat cheaters, but keep your own code yours; and true.
Learn to navigate in this world of lies and shit. You can’t always stay clean, but stay you. Always.
Family, the one YOU create, not necessarily the one you were born in, is the most important thing. Wether you’re a man or a woman, pick a wife or a husband that is willing to die for your children.
And pick a wife or a husband that will be baptised proper Catholic if they are not already, and will die before even thinking about divorce.
Be a good father or mother and a good husband or wife.
Save your asshole parts for the rest of the world. At home, be good.
Don’t ever give your power, loyalty, or trust to another human being that does not deserve it. Know that none really deserve it. And give it sometimes anyway, but choose. You choose. Not them, to whom and when and why. And know the answer to those things: The whom, the when, and the why.
Honour matters. Even if they will all tell you and prove to you it doesn’t matter to them. Your word matters. Even if they prove to you a million times over theirs doesn’t. Learn to navigate them and their lies and dishonour, but keep your own honour and your own word. Not for them. For you.
Love like a fool and hate like a madman, but be no fool and no madman.
And in the heat and the alarm, my son, smile at death and danger in its teeth, and know God and know your father, dead or alive, near or far, will always be with you. You are never alone.
And in the heat and the alarm, my daughter, do not fear, for God is with you, and know your father is with you, dead or alive, near or far, I will always be with you. You are never alone. So stay calm, see opportunity and seize it in whatever way you can, no guilt, no doubt, no mercy, no fear, no hesitation, and escape and survive. And when one day, finally, you too, come to an end; then don’t worry, you’ll only be coming home. And I’ll be there when you do.
Do you teach your children? Do you know you would die for them in cold blood in a horrible way if need be? Do you know you’ll do whatever needs doing to see them grow free of the parasites hounding us and that have hounded us since we were born? Do you know you should and will and must have children and change this world? If your answer to any of these is no, or I am not sure, then, you, do not know God.
Not at all.
And what’s worse, you also don’t even know yourself.
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By G | 16 March 2023 | Posted in Believe, Catholicism, Face on Mars, Freemasons, Increasing Happiness, Martial Arts, Reclaiming the Catholic Church, Relationships, Relationships, Sedeprivationism, Social Commentary, Systema, Zombie Apocalypse